Wrapping it up

April 5, 2005 at 8:36 PM (Terri Schiavo)

The above from Ragged edge magazine, highlights the different perspectives within the disability community.


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From NYT. Liberal Bias or the Right’s Disenchantment?

April 5, 2005 at 6:14 PM (Uncategorized)

Just found this interesting

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Rant #1

April 5, 2005 at 5:35 PM (Uncategorized)

I reserve the title “Rant” for things that bug me so much they make my mobility device needlessly burn battery juice as I execute a Linda Blair-esque spin of rage in front of the TV.

In Case the Millions of People Who Still CARE About the Michael Jackson Trial Haven’t NOTICED YET!!!!!

I’ll spell it out for ya. I don’t give a flying Nielsen Point about this trial or its defendant. I’m truly sorry for the alleged victims BUT I don’t want any more pixels devoted to this sinkhole of an event!!!!!


This past week.

Spring showed up in my zip code.

Short sleeves can sometimes be worn.

Sandal season isn’t that far away.

The Pope died (a story that is flooding the airwaves, but that made SENSE. After all, he’s the Pope.)

I’ve spent time with those I mentor, and with those who mentor me.

I’ve found my Stevie Ray Vaughn CD.

Heck, adapting recipies from the Food Network is more important than Michael Jackson.

I’ve been tempted to take a cue from a favorite soap character and shoot out the TV screen with a gun, rather than suffer even a moment more of JackoTV.

God am I sick of that *****.

We return you now to my regularly scheduled blog.

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Oh, Canada

April 5, 2005 at 12:35 PM (Uncategorized)

According to the AP

All U.S. citizens will need passports when returning from Canada, Mexico, Bermunda etc. by 2008.

I figure all this really means is that the business in fake passports might also be booming by 2008.

If people want to get in, they will.

I cannot imagine needing a passport to return from Canada.

Canada where my grandparents “happened up to” a particular resort and a particular lake in 1939.

Where members of one of the three generations of our family showed up almost every summer until 1992. A slower pace and a safer one. Arriving and diving into that lake became nearly a religious experience.

One of the minor cool things along the trip was the simplicity and friendliness of that border crossing, both coming and going. (One of us did have a bad time crossing though, in the eighties. Maybe the passports will iron that out.) No more ethically questionable profiling, (yeah right) just a glance at the passport.

There are already thousands of places where a passport is required…these are just a few more, after all. But I lose things. Often. And I’d hate to be heading home after I and a passport (I don’t possess a current one) had an attention deficit moment while I packed.

Just another piece of identification…of course.

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